My lovely boyfriend Alex is going to Faliraki on Saturday night and his phone's just exploded. He can't afford to buy a new one, and so he'll just be without a phone.
As it's Faliraki, and three 18 year old boys, even though I trust him and I know he wouldn't cheat on me I can't help really wishing he would be just a text away, rather than a call-to-his-friend-and-request-to-talk-to-him away. Plus I know that his intentions are completely good, but I know how strong an influence his friends have on him; that's the only reason I'm nervous about his holiday, that they might tell him to forget about me as we're only together until we go to uni anyway and go for it with some random slag in a club.
Ok, so the week between this and next Saturday my imagination will be running riot every evening. Like that ^
Ooh but I'm so glad I've finished school for good now. I was shopping all day with my friend in Portsmouth and I'm completely knackered but it was good fun!
Also, yesterday I discovered that sea + sun + sand + strawberries + boyfriend is a very agreeable combination. I also discovered that cherries + sand + sea is less so.
I want to go to Japan.
